The Lyrics

I don't care fit's foul or bonny
Long's I've got my plastic Donnie
Lyin' on the dashboard of my car
While he's on the dashboard lyin'
Our democracy is dyin'
He grabs what he wants cuz he's a star.

Donnie thinks that or'nge is tan,
that Bluster marks a real man, and
Mocking others needn't end with youth
When I say he's up there lyin'
Let's be clear that I'm implyin'
Nothing that he says resembles truth.

Women are his constant gripe,
their Lawsuits all are merely hype, and
After all they really weren't his type
Whether criminal or civil
Accusations are just drivel
Easily refuted with a swipe.

He's been judged a guilty felon
Far too few are out there yellin'
How is he still free to dance and roam?
Alcatraz may soon reopen
I can't keep myself from hopin'
He'll be number one to call it home.

(Suggest your own verse.)

Oh, I don't care 'fit's foul or bonny
Long's I've got my plastic Donnic
Lyin' on the dashboard of my car.


* Lyrics by Alex Rees Clark
23 May 2024 rey July 2, 2025
" To the tune of "Plastic Jesus"
By Cromarty & Rush.

Out of Action figure by FCTRY™.